My neighbor Betty had become my nemesis. I’m not sure how it all began, but over the last 13 days, things had escalated into an intolerable state. Though we love our neighbors, somehow I knew that today it would end, resulting in the end of Betty or the end of me. I looked back at the 13 days, trying to figure out how it had gotten to this point.
Gary divorced Gabriela over what he termed as her ‘lack of support for my shoe choices’. In the settlement, Gabriela kept the house, and Gary moved into the Capri Village Apartments. Now single, he felt freer to explore his shoe preferences. Taking a walk, he noticed a shoe store around the corner. “What a stroke of luck!” declared Gary, eyeing his chipped wobbly clogs.
The wheelchair was loaded with cabbages. It was electric and moved along the sidewalks of town, apparently on its own. Some people found its appearance disturbing, but most had learned to get used to it, some even affectionately calling it ‘Wheelie’. The wheelchair rolled to the seaside cliff on the outskirts of town, and for
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A pear sat adrift in the banks of snow, incongruous, out-of-place, but as the ice melted, the pear rolled along the ground, ending up in a pile of wastepaper at the foot of the White House. A janitorial engineer wondered whether it was eatable, decided ‘No’, and tossed it over his shoulder through a west
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